At that moment, Fang Qianyuan was as clear and pure as jade from head to toe. Not only did his face seem frozen by the power of time, but even his life, spirit, and will seemed to have solidified completely.
Twenty years earlier, he had already successfully refined away his mortal blood. His entire body contained neither flesh nor organs, consisting instead of undying essence as dense as liquid mercury.
Now, through his cultivation of the Undying Transformation within the Demon God Nine Transformations, that undying essence had gained a further measure of protective golden radiance, shifting from its original silver blood toward a mingling of gold and yellow.
For twenty full years, he had continued cultivating and advancing. By now, not only had he attained perfection in frost, wind, snow, and their related derivative Dao paths, but he had also perfected the Time Dao. Other paths, such as the Undying Transformation representing flesh, the Metal Spirit Transformation representing the soul, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Transformation representing true spirit and will, and the Daos of chaos, dimensions, and planes, had likewise all been developed to great mastery, just one step below perfection.
All of this had made him increasingly unfathomable.
The gulf between him and ordinary Heaven Tier cultivators was simply too vast. Over those twenty full years, he had truly experienced bitter battles fought to a stalemate, yet not only his enemies, but even he himself found it difficult to gauge just how powerful he had become.
But one thing was beyond all doubt: he was strong, immensely strong! He could well be called peerless beneath the heavens, with no opponent left to match him!
Even Grand Elder Tian Heng, the towering figure of the Spirit Taming Sect once hailed as the strongest man in the world, had repeatedly